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ashleyfableblack · 9 months
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Another piece and a bit of an excerpt from "The Festival of Serpents" a Lyra Heartstrings and Sweetie Drops cross-cultural jam, set in The Eternal Courtship AU.
Bonnie brushed through her wife's mane, listening intently as Lyra went on about her ancestral homeland…
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"When I was just a little filly great, great grand-mam Flameberge used to tell us all stories about them, Selene and Marceline. She was something else."
Her smile was tinged with the nostalgic sadness of family lost. Bonnie paused in brushing through her wife's now bright orange mane to lovingly stroke her cheek. Lyra gave her hoof a nuzzle and continued.
"Great-great grandda Fortune Fair, now he was a crazy old coot. I used to think his mind was just gone. We ALL did. The way he would carry on about 'The Old Ways'. Still, he seemed so happy sometimes- like when he used to tell us about the time he actually saw Marceline."
"Met her? Isn't She one of your people's gods?"
Lyra nodded. "Yep. She gave all us Mares of the Isle our red manes and big floofy chests." Lyra puffed up the crest of her barrel- a trait normally only seen in pegasi and even then, hardly so prominent as Lyras.
Bonnie smirked and gave her wife an affectionate nuzzle. "Remind me to thank her sometime."
Lyra kissed her hoof with a proud ruffling of her fluff. "Heh. The legends differed on what She looked like. Some said She was stone gray with a mane as black as ink and huge, hooked wings with wounds on her neck like a vampire bite. Some of the old-timers said She WAS the first vampire, others said… well, She roamed the deepest parts of the woods, far from the edges of any of our villages or fields. WAY out where She could be alone, doing whatever gods do when she wasn't with Selene."
Lyra laughed heartily and began to pantomime exaggerated waves of her hooves, speaking with the raspy tones and exaggerated accent of an old stallion mariner of the Coltic Isle.
"Back in those days, before the coming of those Golden Coast heathens a unicorn knew their place. Children of the world were we, children of the isle, the soil- but our mares, they were the daughters of the wood and we KNEW our place weren't there. That was HER land and we knew well enough to respect Our Lady's sovereignty…"
Bonnie laughed as Lyra turned to her, squinting and jutting out her chin. She theatrically sipped from an unseen flagon and wiped at an invisible beard.
"BUT there were those of us who were daft enough to go wandering where we shouldn't. And I just happened to be a stallion of such dubious mettle." She cackled and slapped her flank with a huge grin. "I had just been blessed with the delightful learning that your dear grammie would soon be blessing our happy home. Being a proper stallion of the isle, the lads took me out to celebrate, perhaps a little too much, it turned out."
Her voice grew more ominous in tone. "Soon, I was full of the spirit and wandering about in the woods. Not just any woods, mind you. These were the dark places, where the light found no home. The beautiful moon herself never touched the soil and the tree bark was as black as the pitch beneath the icy depth of the seas. I felt about in the dark, terrified by my own stupidity. Even …eh… encumbered… as I was , I knew I was not in the safest of places. Birds didn't sing out there. Nor bees fly. They knew better, as I should have. The things which grew knew no hoof nor horn. Things which were not for pony-kind. Old things lived out here, dark things, dangerous things."
Lyra's eyes darted about excitedly with a panicked glare "It was soon I heard their laughter. whispering in my ears. Taunting me, teasing, just on the edge of hearing, like shadows in my mind. They hissed and giggled- cruel, mocking voices like needles dipped in honey and hate. EVIL voices cackling tiny shrill things, threatening me with madness. I ran as I never had, tears in me eyes. I knew it would be my last night on the sweet coast of my family. My last thoughts would be fearing for your grammie and how I'd not be there to greet her into this world.
But then, I saw…"
She lifted a hoof and pointed to the distance, suddenly very still, reverent.
"The voices stopped. EVERYTHING stopped. The world itself froze in dead silence, like winter had claimed it all. The only way I could tell you I yet lived, sweet lassie, was the pounding in my chest and the blood, rushing through my ears. The eyes. Two spheres of green flame, floating in the dark. They drew me in. It was like looking into the maw of the serpent herself at the end of all things."
"She came from the dark… like nothing I had ever lain eyes upon. The most …beautiful and terrifying mare a body had ever beheld. Her ivory coat seemed to sprout from the dark, glowing like a star- like I was watching creation unfold. A body as lithe and graceful as the music of the wind. She had fetlocks that seemed to flow in a breeze all their own and a mane as crimson-red as the blood of Equis' own soul, trailing down to the grass. She towered over me, looking down with those eyes. Impossible eyes. They were… like looking into time. I could see our village being built, stone by stone. I saw the faces of my own dear ma and da, falling in love at the sweet summer festival. Meeting my sweet beloved Flameberge in the flower of our youth. I saw the birth of our first foal, and felt the cold across my gut of four stallions carrying my mortal remains to the pyre. There was no doubt about it, I was in the presence of The Wood Herself, The Great Mare of Soil and Stone and I was an idiot in the very deepest of trouble."
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fallbabylon · 2 months
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Jorvik Viking festival finale- York, UK
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oswincoleman · 8 months
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New interview with Jenna Coleman at the Venice Film Festival for Harpers Bazaar!
She talked about Victoria a lot, but didn’t mention any of her upcoming projects, probably because she can’t due to the strike.
Also, here are some amazing new pictures of Jenna at the Armani “One Night in Venice” fashion show!
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aria0fgold · 14 days
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Yolo-ing in the Skull Cavern during the Desert Festival dressed like Santa Claus shouting: "You're beefing with Santa Claus! How do you feel about that?!" while serpents bully me.
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thehindudeities · 11 months
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Nag Panchami: A Deep Dive into the Enchanting World of Serpent-Worshipping
Nag Panchami, also known as the Serpent-Worshipping Festival, is a vibrant celebration that holds a significant place in Hindu culture. This unique festival, observed on the fifth day of the bright half of the Hindu lunar month of Shravana, is dedicated to worshipping and venerating Nagas (serpents). The festival is marked by intricate rituals, prayers, and offerings to appease the serpentine…
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illustratus · 2 years
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Grand Conventional Festival of the Britons
The costume of the original inhabitants of the British islands, by Samuel Rush Meyrick and Charles Hamilton Smith, Esq.
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thetarotman · 1 year
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5th Annual Ostara Festival
On Friday, March 17, 2023, 6PM-Midnight, ET, Moon Serpent and Bone shall present the 5th Annual Oddities and Curiosities Night Market at the Locust Grove Estate in Poughkeepsie, New York. That is great news. The not-so-great news is that, between an especially Abundantly Full period in my professional Psychic practice, from November to December, 2022, and an exciting and fulfilling Birthday…
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pangolinheart · 1 year
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I was briefly moved by the spirit of the season to doodle a little holiday card feat. the Great Serpent of Ronka! Scree!son's Greetings! : D
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spooky1980 · 2 years
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BFI AND RADIO TIMES TV FESTIVAL - TICKETS For Sale
A friend of mine has had to pull out of the following event on Saturday May 21st and we've got 4 spare tickets
If anyone is interested it is £16 each and we have the ticket in our possession for the event.
It's in London
It's a screening plus Q&A with author Sarah Perry, director Clio Barnard and members of the cast but those haven't been confirmed as to which members as yet.
I'm attending whether Tom attends or not as I'm fully committed to the show and am excited to see any guests involved with the project or book.
It is a sold out event and only seats 134 people.
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ashleyfableblack · 1 year
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Another Teaser Image and a short excerpt for the upcoming story "The Festival of Serpents", an Eternal Courtship jam featuring Lyra Heartstrings and Bon-bon.
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Lyra sipped from the tea and shrugged. "Well, I guess for you to really understand I'll have to start with The Goddesses." Sweetie Drops furrowed her brow, swallowing a sip from her own mug. "You mean like, Celestia and Luna?" "HAH." Lyra gave an almost insulted laugh. With a roll of her eyes she trailed off into a distant, sorrowful sigh. "No. The Goddesses of The Coltic Isles. The Matrons of my people, my family's tribe. Selene and Marceline." Sweetie Drops had known her wife for years. She knew every facet of her being and loved them all, from her favorite teachers in kindergarten to her first crush, first kiss, deepest fears. She knew how she liked her oats cooked in the morning and how she liked to be held at night. They had worked together as Agents of S.M.I.L.E., gathering intelligence and fighting the things which Equestria's citizens didn't need to know existed. She had never heard Lyra even mention this. And she had never seen Lyra so sad. Or Angry.
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Sunday Stamps: Music
“Music” is the theme for this week Sunday Stamps German Democratic Republic – 1979 50 Years Musical Instrument Museum, Leipzig -Serpent Horn France – 2022 The organ pipes of Notre Dame USA – 2022 Mariachi Musician – a commemorative stamp representing Latin American culture in the United States. Great Britain – 2006 Reggae Guitarist & African Drummer Belgium – 2018 Tomorrowland Music…
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oswincoleman · 2 years
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Jenna Coleman attending events that sound similar to various shows she appeared in
The Serpent / Serpentine Summer party:
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2. Wilderness / Wilderness Festival
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Festival Preview: 6 Must-See Acts at 2024's The New Colossus Festival
Festival Preview: 6 Must-See Acts at 2024's The New Colossus Festival @NewColossusFest @dedstrange @kaninerecords @planetarygroup @terrorbirdmedia @mothlandsounds @girlieaction @SimoneRecords @keepva @chaii_music @frankiietheband @MysticSons
Festival Preview: 6 Must-See Acts at 2024’s The New Colossus Festival Co-founded back in 2018 by three New York music industry vets and longtime friends, former Lorimer Beacon founder and head Mike Bell, Kanine Records‘ founder and label head Lio Kanine and Kepler Events‘ and Dedstrange Records co-founder Steven Matrick, The New Colossus Festival over the course of the past couple of years has…
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thehindudeities · 1 year
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The History and Significance of Mansa in Hinduism: Exploring the Divine Serpent Goddess
In Hindu mythology, Mansa, the serpent goddess, holds a significant position as a revered deity. Known as the goddess of serpents and fertility, Mansa’s history and significance in Hinduism are deeply rooted in ancient scriptures and religious traditions. In this blog post, we will delve into the captivating tale of Mansa, exploring its historical origins, symbolism, and enduring importance in…
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blairstales · 1 year
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Serpent Day 🐍 and Imbolc Facts
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According to Days of the Year, today is Serpent Day, which aims to raise knowledge on serpents; including their place in history, and it's current cultural influence around the world. This is particularly good timing for Celtic folklore, since there is serpent lore directly related to today.
To start, this is going to take some background details on the Celtic signifigence of the festival which (now) takes place on Feburary 1st.
Imbolc was one of the four main Celtic seasonal festivals, and just like Samhain/Halloween, it is a cross-quarter day(approximately halfway between a solstice and equinox).
"Four days on the Celtic calendar were occasions for mainline festivals: Samain (November), Imbolc (February), Beltaine (May), and Lughnasa (August)."  A Dictionary of Celtic Mythology
Because of this importance, many ancient monuments(such as the Hill of Tara) were approximately aligned with their openings faced towards the sunrise of those days.
The time itself was a festival dedicated women, fertility, and milk, and is heavily associated with two different women, both named Brigid.
The first Brigid is the oldest, and is a pre-Christian goddess of fire, blacksmithing, fertility, cattle, crops, and poetry.
It is even thought by some that the traditions of the North American Groundhog Day (February second) may actually come from a Manx superstition for the day.
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The second Brigid is the one Bride's Day currently celebrates, and that is St. Brigid. In Kildare (Irish) lore, she started as a slave, but through a good heart and miracles, she eventually found a path that lead her to founding a convent and a monastery.
Perhaps as a form of syncretism, St. Brigid was declared the saint of many things...including blacksmithing, livestock, dairy production, and poetry. Many aspects of the goddess Brigid, including some stories, became associated instead with the Saint.
All of those are the trails that lead to modern day St Bride's Day, which replaced Imbolc and only focused on St. Brigid.
"On "Bride's Day", the first day of the Gaelic Spring, offerings were made to earth and sea. Milk was poured on the ground, and the fisher people made porridge and threw it into the sea so that the sea might yield what was sought from it—lots of fish, and also seaweed for fertilizing the soil. " "Wonder Tales from Scottish Myth and Legend" By Donald A MacKenzie (1917)
Backstory finished, on to the serpent lore I promised.
On St. Bride's Day, "the serpent" is supposed to emerge. This is showcased in a hymn associated for the day.
“Early on Bride's morn, The serpent shall come ft-om the hole, I will not molest the serpent, Nor will the serpent molest me." "Carmina Gadelica:" Vol 1, p. 169 by Alexander Carmicheal, (1900)
There is a similar but slightly different version in "Wonder Tales from Scottish Myth and Legend" By Donald A MacKenzie (1917).
"Another sacred animal was the serpent. All winter long it slept secure from storms and cold. When, however, Beira, the winter goddess, was overthrown, and Bride, the goddess of growth, began her reign, the serpent came forth from its winter abode. The people then chanted a hymn, of which the following is a verse:- To-day is the Day of Bride, The serpent shall come from his hole, I will not molest the serpent, And the serpent will not molest me. The serpent was sometimes called "Daughter of Ivor", and MacIvors were supposed to be safe from attack by her and all other serpents. She was also referred to as "noble queen". It is possible she was a form of the Earth spirit in spring-time." Wonder Tales from Scottish Myth and Legend" By Donald A MacKenzie (1917)
MacKenzie also mentioned that a white serpent was supposed to give skill to physicians. All it took was cooking a specific part of the body, and the first person who tasted it would obtain the healing powers.
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gemsartsjewellery · 1 year
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Tamu Lhosar is a new year festival of Gurung people. It is celebrated on every 15th Poush of the Nepali calendar. Various creatures (garuda, serpent, horse, sheep, monkey, bird, dog, deer, mouse, cow, tiger and cat) represents the years within a 12 years' cycle. This year its CAT!
[src.: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tamu_Lhosar]
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